im feeling bushed. this week has been real busy; meeting new people, new challenges, & knowing a different side of me. tnight gna be out w germaine & her friends. tomorrow i'll b meeting eel, yana, alia & mny more. but right now i pity anyone who has a fucking neckband gagging 'emselves. cuz i am, & i do. indulging in things that pleasur us is a form of reprieve. we only start t feel fuckedwhen we realise we're goin' through a phenomenon of trashwhore things when we are so used t the analgesic effect of how reprieve can raid us. so fuck the saying 'i'm only human, this is not an excuse', cuz it just makes no fucking radical sense. if u were a holy fuckbag, this post ain't for you. yet again, who's really holy?